Marvel's Magnetic Field Turns

After entering this hidden bar, Willis felt something unusual. The interior decoration style here was different from what he had seen before, exuding a bit of magnificence and mystery that belonged to the night, as if the designer was someone other than human. The gap in race and aesthetics made Willis feel a little uncomfortable.

Especially as a bar, its sound insulation effect is too good, and there is no movement at all when standing outside the door; and when the black man who guards the door opens the door, Willis visually inspects the thickness of the door. It was five centimeters thick, almost at the level of a bank vault.

But the lively environment, the beauties around, and the alcohol that had already played a role in his body made Willis subconsciously ignore the unusual things around him.

Human beings will be in an irrational state when they are in group activities. Loud and frantic music, people who sway their bodies with the rhythm of the music, and girls who hold his hand and make him dance involuntarily, all stimulate him invisibly. Willis' senses stimulated his latent herd mentality.

After dancing for a while, Willis, who was sweating profusely without being stimulated by some prohibited drugs, felt like a different person from head to toe, as if he had cast off the shackles on his body and regained a new life, and his whole body was sublimated Usually, it made him start to wonder if his previous self was wasting his life.

The blonde girl let go of Willis's hand, jumped all the way to the side of the bar DJ, took a microphone from the other person's hand, and began to announce something loudly to the people on the dance floor, and The DJ also turned off the deafening music and replaced it with a more soothing tune.

Perhaps music really has the power to control people's hearts. Once the tune was changed, the crowd who had been dancing wildly fell silent immediately, just like a halftime break in the game. Only Willis continued to twist under the control of thinking inertia It lasted for a while, and then stopped in the eyes of everyone, as funny as a clown.

The DJ's position was in the most conspicuous place in the bar. Standing there, the blond girl could be seen by everyone. She pointed at Willis who was so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, and shouted loudly: "He is The boyfriend I found tonight.”

The light hit Willis at the right time, allowing the fanaticism to fade and restore his original character. He showed a bit of shyness, and the people around him also dispersed wisely, leaving enough space for Willis under the spotlight.

The blond girl then shouted: "His name is Willis. He is twenty-three years old. He has no bad habits, does not take illegal drugs, does not smoke, and only drinks lightly."

After the words fell, along with a short piece of music played by the DJ, everyone on the dance floor cheered, making Willis a little confused.

When the excitement subsided, the blonde girl said: "Willis usually neglects exercise and his blood circulation is not strong. However, through the stimulation of alcohol, moderate activities, and the hormones secreted by various psychological activities, his body is already in a state of At its best, blood tastes most delicious."

After the words fell, everyone on the dance floor except Willis reveled. The passionate emotion made Willis feel inexplicable fear, as if they were some kind of sacrificial ceremony for barbarians before eating, and He was the poor victim chosen.

In an instant, Willis thought of many things, such as the ex-girlfriend who dumped him, she and the bad friend who urged him to change had the same tattoo on his arm, and the tattoo pattern was outside the bar. seen on one of the walls.

It was not accidental that he came here today, but he was carefully planned step by step to seduce him. Even the love of his ex-girlfriend and the acquaintance of his bad friend were all a conspiracy and a plan.

With a yell in horror, Willis stumbled and wanted to escape, but was stopped by the human wall formed by other people, and then his legs gave way and fell to the ground. The extreme fear had already made him lose control of his body. Control ability.

The originally fanatical handsome men and women have become ferocious, the color of the pupils has changed suddenly, the canine teeth protrude from the lips, and the expressions of greed, hunger and thirst are all on the faces.

The blood volume of an adult man is about 4,000 milliliters. With the number of vampires in this bar, even if Willis is drained ten times, they may not be able to feed them all. High-quality resources like him can only be enjoyed by high-ranking nobles on a daily basis. Things that low-level vampires like them usually can't reach.

And even with the help of the Hagui clan among humans, it was through thousands of choices to find Willis, and set up a trick to lure him all the way to this vampire bar. Don't even think about drinking enough, a vampire can taste the taste after two sips Will suffice.

"Why why?" Willis cried bitterly. It was not difficult for him to imagine what he would encounter next: "Who can come and save me."

The blond girl jumped from a height that even a professional stuntman needs to roll to unload the height. She only slightly bent her knees to withstand the impact, and even the heels of the high-heeled shoes under her feet did not break.

Walking among the groups, pushing others away, the blond girl helped Willis up from the ground, who was crying like a little girl, and thoughtfully wiped the tears on Willis's face with a tissue that she didn't know where it came from, like Comfort him in a low voice as if coaxing a child: "Don't worry, don't be afraid that fear will make your blood taste bad, and that won't be good."

"You pick food with difficulty, and any treatment that makes it taste bad is sacrilege."

After hearing what the blond girl said, Willis' body softened and he was about to collapse to the ground again, but the blond girl's seemingly weak arms hugged him, as if this man who weighed more than 100 kilograms was as light as a decoration. As practical as a handbag.

Then her eyes changed color, her canines protruded, and she pulled Willis's neck toward her mouth. As the one who lured Willis here, she was qualified to take the first bite.

But when the sharp teeth were only one centimeter away from piercing Willis' skin, a huge black shadow hit the dance floor, and several vampires were caught off guard and fell to the ground together, and they couldn't bear it. A light injury, the kind that takes a long time to recover even with the recovery ability of a vampire.

The black shadow was none other than the tall black man who was originally watching the door. As a non-pure blooded person transformed from a human being, he was originally looked down upon, but because he looked very intimidating, he was able to sneak into these people. A circle of low-level vampires was placed at the door to block some unsighted guys.

It was such a guy, but now, like a slug sprinkled with a lot of salt, his body quickly dissolved, turning into a pool of pus and quickly evaporating.

And the murderer who killed this non-pure-blooded blood race happened to close the door of the bar with his backhand, apparently wanting to create a secret room and fight to the death with their blood race.

Even the legendary Sunwalker dared not claim to be able to retreat unscathed in the face of so many purebloods.